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Chapter 1105 Complete the Thesis

Although Miss Yuan doesn't like doing business and her talent for it is unknown, one thing is certain: she is very smart!

Although she may seem extremely abstract in everyday life, abstract does not mean stupid. She can understand many things that she has been exposed to since childhood.

In addition, she was naturally intelligent, and even without taking over the family business, she could still speak eloquently about these matters.

She could even see the reason for today's events at a glance. It could be said that she was a pure mechanic monster with overpowered stats, which broadened her horizons beyond those of ordinary people like Lin Mo.

Otherwise, how would he know such little-known facts, let alone the fact that having a lot of savings can be dangerous in a small county town?

Fifty million or one hundred million might make you one of the very elite in a small county town, but in Jiangning, it would only be considered part of the wealthy class.

In a place like the capital, Shanghai, he's just an ordinary rich person, living a comfortable life, but not quite at the highest level of luxury.

"What should we eat for lunch?" Lin Mo asked.

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl, slumped over the table, replied weakly, "I'll listen to you, Brother Yi!"

"Get out, I'm serious."

Sichuan girl: "I'm serious! You're a billionaire now, if you're treating, I won't touch my chopsticks until you do!"

At this moment, Chuanmei felt as if she had lost all her strength and means.

From his perspective, although Lin Mo earns more than him, he is lazy. He only works one day a week, and his monthly income is only a little over two million. According to the restaurant's opening time last year, it has been less than half a year. He also occasionally takes leave. He would be lucky to have ten million in his hands. Although he is much better than him, he is not bad either.

But now this bastard has quietly become a billionaire. If we're not friends, you're making a fortune behind our backs, aren't you!

“That’s right, Brother Yibai, don’t forget me when you become rich! I’m not like that rascal from Sichuan, who’s afraid of his friends suffering and also afraid of his friends driving Land Rovers. I don’t care how much money you have, as long as you treat me to lunch today, we’ll still be good buddies,” He Xiaoyue said, patting his shoulder.

Lin Mo rolled her eyes at him: "When you say that, could you please drop the 'One Hundred Million Brother' nickname? I already have enough nicknames, I can't have any more. It's just treating people to a meal, so tell me what you want to eat, and I'll arrange it!"

"Reliable, you truly are a good brother. You deserve to make a fortune," He Xiaoyue said happily.

Everyone was surprised and amazed. As for resenting the rich, there was no need for that, especially not resenting his wealth.

Even if he's rich, he still eats with them every day, and I've never seen him spend money like water.

"Come on, everyone, let's think about it. Someone's treating us today, let's rip Mo-zai off!"

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan quickly greeted them, as she was always very enthusiastic about meals.

"Sister Yuan, is this really nothing? We don't need to worry about it, right?" Lin Mo asked again to confirm.

After all, what Miss Yuan said just now was too frightening.

In response, Miss Yuan said, "Don't worry, what could possibly happen? If you could encounter danger, then my dad and Uncle Liu would have been arrested long ago, okay?"

Of course, if you're foolish enough to want to invest in everything, then things might not turn out that way.

To put it simply, over the years, my dad has only ever dealt with two types of people. The first type is those he can't refuse dinner invitations to, sometimes even if he doesn't really like the business, he still has to contribute a little money.

"What about the second one?" Seeing that Miss Yuan hadn't spoken for a while after finishing her sentence, Chuanmei sat up straight and asked curiously.

After all, he was the only one among them, besides Lin Mo, who was most likely to achieve a small goal.

Although there is no such danger now, it is still necessary to be prepared.

“The second one? Heh, my family used to be in the real estate business, you know that, right?” Miss Yuan said.

Lin Mo nodded. He had heard this more than once. Even the residential complex they lived in and the shopping mall next door were projects undertaken by Miss Yuan's family.

Then Miss Yuan continued, "My dad told me that when I was a child, the real estate industry was booming. One year, he went to inspect a construction site without notifying anyone. He went there secretly at night and saw someone stealing steel bars. They were 16mm rebar, cut into four-meter lengths, bundled together with 20 bars. The person carried them away and ran off with a light step."

My dad was so scared he didn't dare make a sound, and he didn't even call the police later.

Later I asked my dad why we didn't call the police. He said, "They might be able to do something. If we had spoken up then, they might have become desperate and done something rash. If we called the police afterward, what if they came out to retaliate?"

They say those who have nothing to lose aren't afraid of those who have something to wear, let alone a tough guy who can withstand a bundle of 20 four-meter-long 16mm threaded steel bars. My dad said that if he didn't have bodyguards, that guy could kill him with one punch!

Everyone:

“I understand. It’s the same rule as in the steel industry: if someone can carry a steel coil away by hand, then that steel coil belongs to him. Even if the boss loses money all year, he still has to pay that person’s wages, right?” Director Wang said.

Lin Mo nodded: "Although the story of carrying a steel coil with bare hands is a joke, the principle is the same. Sometimes it's better to be a little cowardly."

It's important to understand that 16mm rebar, four meters long, twenty pieces, would weigh at least two or three hundred pounds. We should have enough respect for the strong people who can carry that weight of steel bars, even if they move with ease and lightness.

Comrade Yuan's reaction was very good. Don't let a little bit of profit make the other party angry and embarrassed in the end. At least don't make a scene on the spot.

After thinking it through, Lin Mo was no longer worried. However, since his identity as a billionaire had been exposed, he still had to treat everyone to a meal, otherwise these "living fathers" wouldn't let him off the hook.

Finally, at noon, the group discussed it and decided to treat him to a seafood feast: oysters, razor clams, yellow clams, crabs, and prawns—a table piled high with food. Miss Yuan once again demonstrated her astonishing appetite; there was a huge pile of crab shells in front of her alone.

As for the others, they were quite satisfied with the meal; in short, everyone ate very well.

After lunch, everyone returned to the studio. This time, Lin Mo didn't leave; instead, he joined the others in writing their papers.

The atmosphere in the studio was quite intense, and his thesis was only in its final stages; he had to finish it, as there were only a few days left before it was due.

"So you guys are on holiday these past two days?" Lin Mo asked while writing.

Chuanmei was bored and playing games with Miss Yuan: "There's nothing I can do. The class monitor and the others have to finish their papers these past two days. They've been quite busy. Fortunately, we just finished updating last weekend, so there's no need to rush. We'll focus on their papers first. I'll shoot more footage during this time, and once they finish their papers, we can immediately resume updating!"

"That's true," Lin Mo nodded as he looked at the other three who were still intently typing on their keyboards.

It was obvious that the class monitor and Director Wang were handling things with ease, while He Xiaoyue was a little busier.

"How are you feeling?" the Sichuan girl asked.

Lin Mo: "Almost done, it'll be done today!"

Time flew by and it was already 4:30 in the afternoon. Lin Mo couldn't help but stretch and yawn: "Ah~~~"

"How's it going? Have you finished writing?" the Sichuan girl asked.

Lin Mo nodded: "It's done. The first draft is finished. After submitting it, we'll check for plagiarism and make revisions in the final draft. Mine should be almost done. Even if we have to make changes, they won't be major!"

He was confident about this, after all, he had done it all himself.

Of course, some schools conduct plagiarism checks first before submitting the paper to the supervisor. This depends on each school's rules and regulations, but that's the procedure at their school.

Upon hearing this, the three of them, including squad leader Wang and He Xiaoyue, couldn't help but look on with envy. There was nothing they could do, since they hadn't finished yet.

Moreover, Lin Mo started writing much earlier than these people, but he wasn't very efficient. Although the class monitor and the others had less time to write, they really put in a lot of effort. During this period, it was common for them to be busy until the early hours of the morning.

In contrast, Lin Mo was quite relaxed. Over time, he leisurely finished writing his thesis without even feeling any anxiety.

"How's your game going, you and Sister Yuan?" Lin Mo asked.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan glared at the Sichuan girl and said, "Don't mention it. He's a good-for-nothing, even more so than you were back then. This person is not suitable to be a gaming partner. Speaking of which, I miss Zhang Wei. I'll find some time to go and see him."

As for now? I'm bored. I'm watching old Hong Kong movies. Tsk tsk tsk, old movies are still the best. What kind of police and gangster movies are these days?

"You know, technology has clearly advanced, so why are movies getting worse and worse?"

In response, Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why do you always lose one sock? It's because you don't notice when you lose two. Why are old songs and movies more appealing, more enjoyable, and considered classics? It's because trash that's neither enjoyable nor entertaining hasn't been passed down, and nobody watches it!"

Why is there no such thing as a perfect crime? Because no one would ever know about a perfect crime. Why do beautiful women often have tragic fates? Because nobody cares whether ugly people die young or late.

To put it bluntly, it's survivor bias. Old Hong Kong films, especially action and crime movies, certainly have many classics, but they also have their share of bad ones. It's just that we only remember the classics.

"Nonsense, do you think I don't understand this principle? The key is, what's the solution? Do you have any good movie recommendations?" Miss Yuan asked.

Lin Mo thought for a moment: "I don't have any good movie recommendations, but I have a way to help you find good movies!"

"Oh? Tell me about it!" Miss Yuan said excitedly.

Lin Mo: "Sister Yuan, as a direct descendant of a family that has held high office for four generations, you should know about Cao Cao, right?"

Miss Yuan: "Of course I know!"

Lin Mo: "Do you know why Boss Cao is so fond of married women?"

Miss Yuan: ? ? ?

"What do you mean? What does this have to do with anything?"

Lin Mo: "Of course, when you don't know how to choose fruit, you can just take the fruit from someone else's bag!"

If you don't know which movie is good, find movie review bloggers, watch their explanations, and then watch the movie yourself. It's much more efficient that way.

Miss Yuan:

"Is that why he took fruit from someone else's bag?"

Chuanmei: "Don't say that, Sister Yuan, you really do have some truth to it. It turns out I misunderstood Boss Cao. So, he just wants to find a good woman."

"If that's the case, then can't I be the same?"

Before the Sichuan girl could finish speaking, Miss Yuan kicked her to the ground: "Does that woman even know her father?"

(End of this chapter)